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Inert and Generic Criticism


"Pull up your pants"

grumbles frustrated and sick Sally

after backing herself into her brooding chair

for probably the tenth time this year

She does not wear pants

so doesn't understand how uncomfortable

and embarrassing jeans can be when trying to navigate

erections of a certain caliber. 

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